Apr. 15 19:03
I dressed in your bed
Like a child in field of straw
Half returned to me
Your love bleeds
Out in socks too small
Focus focus on me
My heel pounded
my heart stopped beating
Just for a second your spirit
felt near mine
But I must’ve skewed the line
Keeping you company
Felt too much like fear
Confusion
My eyes closed
As I shed yet again on the floor
You saw the scars on my back
Desires and decisions
Left you caressing my mock of a chest
No one to cradle me now
Sending small ripples of hate














